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@ vvernorexia, @ saorxsa,@ obsciuro, @ paroxyisms
awe! omg, you guys! all of your messages made my day. <3 always so supportive. i adore you all.
so. wadsworth for mukuro huh? don't like it. the fc makes no sense. he isn't japanese.
Uh — neither is Mukuro? He's actually of Italian descent? In fact, not much is known about his background save for the fact that he was born into the Estraneo family and experimented on by them. The way I see it, he’s only half-Italian on his father’s side. Because I feel like the Estraneos had children from all over the world. Better for their experiments in the long-run. And honestly, why am I even explaining this to you? Because first, rude. And second? Mukuro is my character, canon though he may be. If I want to cast him as Wadsworth, that’s my business. So kindly stay out of my inbox. & thank you for this very unnecessary ask. It was a pleasure to read.
txting ... kai
IRIE: what? no. how'd you come to that conclusion?
IRIE: ew. that's just. e-w.
IRIE: u kno what? i'm just gonna...go deliber these papers now.
IRIE: ugh. deliver*
IRIE: don't be somean 2 ur only sister. 混蛋
KAIGO: elementary, my dear watson.
KAIGO: you go do that. n while ur at it, try not 2 lose a baby tooth 2 the grand poobah, k?
KAIGO: u kno i luv u.
IRIE: yeah yeah yeah.
IRIE: ill call u after.
IRIE: heart u 2.
txting ... kai
IRIE: not regular love — u n c o n d i t i o n a l love. least you won't ever have to worry about me putting stipulations on our love.
IRIE: oh, shut up, mcstink. it's genetic. i can't help it.
IRIE: laugh all you want — but just you wait. one day you'll be begging for my mad monkey skills.
IRIE: in what context? or universe? or is it all an illusion?
KAIGO: okay. i get it. you want something. you can't fool me.
KAIGO: mcS T I N K ? i'll have you know i showered — last night. don't go disrespecting a man's stink, k.
KAIGO: ...
KAIGO: if there comes a time i have to beg for mad monkey skills ... just run me over with a gulf cart. put me out of my misery and be done with it.
KAIGO: ...
KAIGO: what if it's all in y o u r head? nothing's impossible, ya kno. 可怜的姑娘.
IRIE: what? no. how'd you come to that conclusion?
IRIE: ew. that's just. e-w.
IRIE: u kno what? i'm just gonna...go deliber these papers now.
IRIE: ugh. deliver*
IRIE: don't be somean 2 ur only sister. 混蛋
txting ... kai
IRIE: yeah, well, someone should? i mean, it's a lonely road otherwise.
IRIE: hey! i'm not t h a t bad. i've only bumped my knee against the coffee table twice today. and i totes caught myself before the big fall — again, twice — so t h e r e.
IRIE: excuse y o u. i'm five two. humph. and i'll have you know, i'm pretty hard to beat off with a stick.
IRIE: how
KAIGO: are you implying you're the only one who'll ever love me? that hurts, sis.
KAIGO: oh, wow. j u s t two times — on both accounts? color me impressed. let's shoot for o n e 2morrow, k?
KAIGO: sorry but those two inches really don't make that much difference. and you sound mighty proud of that. been clinging to a lot of people, huh?
KAIGO: uh — cruelty's just another expression of love?
IRIE: not regular love — u n c o n d i t i o n a l love. least you won't ever have to worry about me putting stipulations on our love.
IRIE: oh, shut up, mcstink. it's genetic. i can't help it.
IRIE: laugh all you want — but just you wait. one day you'll be begging for my mad monkey skills.
IRIE: in what context? or universe? or is it all an illusion?
txting ... kai
IRIE: you suck. 5ever.
IRIE: who's to say i haven't already had it? just this morning, i saw one sitting on a table in front of that building site — you know the one i'm talking about, right? it's like three doors down from us. it was a beautiful moment.
IRIE: wow. ok. protesteth much? now you've got me half-convinced i've hit the nail on the head. so ... does he treat you right? he better. because if he doesn't, i'll be coming after him with everything i've got.
IRIE: ...
IRIE: you srsly suck. i'm plenty feminine.
KAIGO: you luv me anyway.
KAIGO: how many times do i have to tell you to stay away from building sites? there's nails and hammers and wood and cranes and nail guns and just ... stay away. you're 2 accident prone 2 be carelessly walking around building sites. i taught you better than that.
KAIGO: and — what? your five feet of bristling indignation is supposed to intimidate him? you d o know he outweighs you by a good fifty pounds, right?
KAIGO: hahahaha. keep telling yourself that.
IRIE: yeah, well, someone should? i mean, it's a lonely road otherwise.
IRIE: hey! i'm not t h a t bad. i've only bumped my knee against the coffee table twice today. and i totes caught myself before the big fall — again, twice — so t h e r e.
IRIE: excuse y o u. i'm five two. humph. and i'll have you know, i'm pretty hard to beat off with a stick.
IRIE: how can you be so cruel to me — your only sister?
(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧
It’ll be a small gathering. We promise.
And if you’re still 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔, You’re the lucky ones.
'Cause most of us are 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 — through corrupted lungs.
it is said that vengeance is sweet— but it has ever only tasted like blood to me.
death: a promise always kept. // m.a.w (via dvoyd)
url inspired graphic ❥ narcissa black (for @transnarcissa )
there is nothing i wouldn’t do anymore!
fandom fam edits narcissa malfoy for @freddiemalck
There is nothing I wouldn’t do any more!
meraxki:
“WHY, LEE-LEE, are you doubting me?” marlene replied, her tone cheerful as she flopped down onto the bed. “me? the queen of fun-town. – ” she clicked her tongue, a moue of faux-disappointment forming on her lips. “and just so you know, as your queen 《 and by royal decree 》 i knight you mistress of merrymaking.” she spread her arms wide, as if to openly promulgate the momentous nature of this so-called decree. fun 《 after all 》 was something she was quite talented at instigating, most hogwarts alumni likening her to a female version of sirius, which – now that she thought about it – was super annoying. uh, hello. she was marlene bloody mckinnon; she was her own person. a fun person. a fun person who was currently in the midst of waggling her eyebrows at her red-headed friend of seven years, trying to elicit any sort of agreement from her. what did it matter if what she’d said made little sense? she had her queendom to look after, and lily, precious friend that she was, would be more than willing to help. because that was what friends did for each other, at least according to the brochure.
“GIRL, please.” sitting up, she nudged lily in the side with her elbow, a playful air about her. “you and i both know that the future missus potter has that poor, misguided boy wrapped around all ten fingers – and probably toes, if black hasn’t stolen your crown yet. not for lack of trying on his part,” she muttered that last part, half-serious and half-amused. frankly, she wouldn’t put anything past that raging drama queen. “and i just thought we could hit the pubs, maybe get flaming-arse drunk while we’re at it and pretend things like responsibility and maturity don’t actually exist.” and maybe also forget about the war that had been brewing on the edge of their society for merlin knows how long. she certainly didn’t.
( ¯ ` ★ AN IMPRONTU GRIN blossoms across lily’s face, and she shakes her head in fond resignation for what their designated girl code will eventually demand from her later that night. what’s that saying james is so very fond of utilizing as his first line of defense? ﹤ ah. right. ﹥ i don’t go looking for trouble. trouble usually finds me. a spectacularly accurate apothegm, of course. but it also fits marlene to a tee. after all, she’s what many would characterize as a magnet for trouble, drawing her — and by default the company she keeps — into all sorts of strange and tricky situations, with little to no chance of escape or evasion.
—— ❛ i wouldn’t dare, ❜ lily quips, propping her feet up on marlene’s lap as she leans back against the headboard. ❛ i know better than to argue with a queen’s decree. but — and forgive me for questioning you, great queen — are you sure i’m the right candidate for merrymaking? ❜ no one who knew her from school would ever accuse lily of being the life of the party, citing her studious habits as reason enough to disprove that particular allegation. but marlene always did march to the beat of her own drum, and adulthood hasn’t changed that darling aspect of her character. which, she will be the first to admit, is something to be thankful for. everyone needs that kind of spontaneity in their lives, whether from finding it within themselves or in the carefree actions of a best friend. without it, she would find life to be considerably duller. ﹤ let them make of that what they will. ﹥ her gaze, a sparkling green that speaks of her contentment, crinkles in amusement as she ropes her arms around her bent knees and offers the blonde a nonchalant shrug. ❛ it was a two-for-one deal. apparently, there can be no james without sirius and vice versa. ❜ james was joking at the time, sirius’s barking laughter circling the room as she rolled her eyes. but that doesn’t mean lily wants to be responsible for breaking up the dynamic duo. she isn’t that cruel. ❛ no responsibility for a night? that sounds like a dream i used to have … ❜ she muses, already mentally configuring just how many anti-hangover potions she’ll need to bring with her to combat the effects of too little sense and too many drinks. ❛count me in. ❜
vxorfreude:
his lips gave an involuntary twitch at the photographer’s awkward address. well, at least he was smart enough to recognize the threat of having someone of wilder’s particular skill-set at his back. 〝 i can see that. 〞 casually slipping an arm around the boy’s waist to wrap the fingers of his free hand around the leather strap of an admittedly impressive camera, the enforcer deliberately brushed the lightly calloused pad of his index finger against the civilian’s knuckles, oddly entranced by the way the boy held himself perfectly still—and yet ( surprisingly ) he hadn’t lost his nerve, as proven by his ability to carry a conversation despite having a knife pressed against his throat. 〝 who do you work for? 〞 wilder murmured into his ear, briefly catching his lobe between his teeth as he pressed even closer to him, chest against his back, arms caging him on either side to prevent him from escaping. 〝 come on. you can tell me. 〞 soft voice, warm breath caressing the delicate whorl of his ear; both utilized as manipulations to encourage the boy’s cooperation. 〝 i won’t hurt you. 〞 and as if to validate his point, wilder slowly withdrew the blade from the vulnerable underside of his throat. but his arms still remained locked around his nervous target, refusing to budge. 〝 see? 〞
( ¯ ` ★ JAESUK VISIBLY STARTS, instinctively tensing as soon as the man’s arm — long, sinewy cords that could snap him in half if he so wished — snares him by the waist, strong fingers brushing against his skin as he looms over him. he finds it unnerving and quite distracting how the bruiser is sitting so close to him, taller form aligned perfectly with his back so that his lips briefly touch his temple before moving onto his ear.
—— ❛ n—no one, ❜ jaesuk hastens to deny, sucking in a startled breath when the knife thankfully vanishes, presumably back to where it came from. ﹤ but he knows better than to assume he’s safe now that there’s no blade present to slit his throat; just because someone puts away their weapon doesn’t make them any less of a threat, especially this man who wears confidence and power like it’s going out of style. ﹥ ❛ it’s not like i did it on purpose. ❜ he forces back a grimace, wondering if his lie sounds as weak as it did when it was nothing more than a desperate thought trickling through his mind. ❛ it was a coincidence, okay? i was actually aiming for the club across the street. see, i’m doing a piece on the local entertainment, and that club is considered one of the hottest spots— ❜ pausing long enough to flash the man a weak smile, jaesuk hugs the camera to his chest, as if afraid the guy may decide to commandeer it for the sole purpose of destroying all evidence. he’s a bundle of nerves, tense and skittish and trying hard not to let the feel of the man’s warmth at his back distract him from the true threat behind that dark-eyed, hooded gaze. ❛ how about you let me go? please? i promise i won’t tell anyone. ❜
July 15th - Day 2 || Sun ☆ Option A: Best weapon → Earring of the Mist Version X
KHR!WEEK 2019 DAY 07 - MIST (favourite villain/antagonist)
Mukuro Rokudo is a powerful illusionist and a wanted criminal, sought for his crimes against the Estraneo Famiglia. He is the primary antagonist during the events of the Kokuyo Arc.
KHR!WEEK 2019 DAY 03 - LIGHTNING (favourite character(s))
Rokudo Mukuro - Hibari Kyoya - Chrome Dokuro (69/18/96)